But this was easier said then done - her entire past was all about pleasing others. If the guy wanted it, she gave it to him to make him happy. No mat...er how she felt about it, her feelings didn't matter so long as he was happy. In return though she was hurt by them. Abandoned. Never another call, never another text, nothing but lonely, devastating, emptiness. And those guys who did stick around for any length of time had hurt her physically as well as emotionally. She did not want this to. She wrapped her arms around her best friend's neck and gazed deeply into her eyes. She took the opportunity then and there and kissed her full on the lips. Jessica pulled back in surprise and then leaned in and kissed her back.Soon the girls had their arms around each other's neck each other passionately with hormones racing like the speed of light through their raging bodies. Their bodies stretched out on the bed in Jessica's room and Bridget was on top.Bridget felt her body raging with. “You cheater!” she cried out playfully,“Swimming under the water isn’t cheating,” I laughed. As she swam back towards me I got an idea and as she got close I lowered my self in the water as she stood, and waded through the shallows, and as she reached out to tag me I sprung up grabbing her in my arms as we both went up, spinning. As we came down my arms loosened placing her on her on her toes, my arms slid down to her hips and we locked eyes but it was different from any other time we had. I was no expert in psychology but I knew that in order to train someone they needed to be rewarded for good behaviour and punished for bad, a Pavlovian method if you will. I was sure that this would work because I anyway knew that she was a dirty slut on the inside, desperate to serve a strong authority figure.‘You had best realise now that there is no way out for you, learn to submit and you will be rewarded, but if you defy me you shall feel what it really means to be punished.’She began to.